Last week we had a huge thunderstorm and hail storm which sent our furbaby into the bathtub! He HATES storms (and flies, beeps, ice, the list goes on) but this one was extra loud and he was shaking like crazy. I was cleaning up the closet (right next to the bathroom) and he was just starring at the bathtub. He'd look at me, then the bathtub, then back at me. I said "It's ok, Pate, hop in" and he gladly cozied up in the bathtub! He just had to wait for his mama's approval I guess. Bless his heart!
Tuesday morning Pate sat in front of my clothes while I was trying to pick out something to wear to work... I think he wished it was "Take your Lab to work day!"
Bless his heart.
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